THE AMERICAN DREAM.

CHAPTER 7 - JOEY LONRONGE.

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"So, Mazzo is dead?" Joey said, as he picked up his glass of wine. Tony nodded. Joey placed the cup down, then went into his room. Tony and Kelvin sat comfortably in the living room as Joey came back out, with a suitcase in his hand. He placed it on the table.
"Godfather told me to do this, when he passed away." Joey said as he opened the suitcase. He took out fake passports, money, and more items. He placed it all in his luggage, filled with his clothing.
"Im coming to New York with you." Joey said promptly. Tony stood up, with Kelvin standing up after that. So this was what the Don wanted, he wanted Joey to go to the family business. Joey is Mazzo's godson after all. And, quite frankly, without the Don's help, Joey would'nt have become that rich. They got out of the cab, and with Tony's earnt money, they took a cab straight for the airport.

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Frankie walked into the office, with Jackie following behind. He sat down in the study, with Jackie taking the seat beside him.
"Jackie, you know whats going on. I need you to do run me a favour, seems that one of us, motherfucker, turned on us. Because of that, one of our caporegimes, Finelli, died. I want you to take care of that fuckface." Frankie said, pissed. As if he did'nt have enough problems. He continued.
"He's in a car outside the house. Make sure no one outside can hear you." Frankie said, and walked out of the room. Jackie understood what had to be done. He walked outside, towards the car. Behind him, his trusted man, Sandro Tuchelli, hid the gun in his coat. Both men walked towards the car, with Jackie taking the front seat.
"Eh, where to boss?" The traitor, recognised as Cantine, asked. Jackie turned to him, and stared him in the face. Sandro got in the backseat, and raised his pistol. His silenced pistol went off a few times, straight into the back of Cantine's head. The bullets entered and exited his skull, into the car's front window. Jackie got out of the car. Simple. He left the other Mazzo men to dump the body, while he walked back to his house, exhausted.

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DON MAZZO stepped out of the ship, onto Sicillian land. He was back where he originated from. Charlie followed him after that. Both men headed for the car waiting for them, which will take them safely to hiding. The Don had to write a letter back to New York quickly, before things went out of hand.

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